Stuck in the Ghetto

Stuck in the ghetto trying ya find a way out Cant cope wit the pressure Shit to hard ya figure out Tryna keep cool Searching Fa the answers Used to hit the floor just to see if the lord a answer The Concrete jungle Trapped in the struggle Nigga Never had a hustle Searching for a plug Just To finish off the puzzle Ya dawg moving kane Still trying find a lane Dreaming of the day ya pain Becomes champagne Ya mood change like the weather Shit you ready for whatever Screwed face posing with ya guns in the mirror When it's yo turn you'll be a motherfuckin Terror I triple dawg dare a nigga try ta disrespect ya Or check ya Boss in the making Wolf in Sheep's clothing Mantra to ya self I can't wait till I'm balling But you living flagrant Sleeping in the basement Ain't got a change clothes An ya Running outta patient At ya breaking point So you bout to start taking Money not ya bitch All you think about is caking Living off ramens This nigga got some screws loose Say he puttin dots on niggas heads like hindus Heart cold like Russia Don't trust a motherfucka Sleeping wit the heater Titty bars tricking couple grand tipping Playing Russian roulette in a game you never winning From rags to riches Fucking these bad bitches to being fucked up And dis by raggedy bitches Stuck in the ghetto tryna find a way out Can't cope wit the presser Shit to hard to figure out Had you run You was working in a drought Never in doubt Thought you had the answers Living so corrupt Ya soul black like cancer Nigga you reminiscing On how u used to get it Looking back at ya life An wouldn't do shit different Said you love the rush An you not afraid of prison Pops didn't raise ya Mama couldnt save ya Crack on the Table Blow in wax paper Being sold out the back door Like now and laters Never had kids You said a brick was ya lady Product of the 80s Got the hood goin crazy Bitch My Guns off safety If these shells hit ya nigga Make bastard his outta baby Should a never played em Corners brought the stretcher Looking up to the sky you see The reaper out ta get ya 10 Hail Marys Hope the lord is still wit ya Walking in the shadows death An outta time Got tunnel vision Carties got you blind Grandma say never Give ya pearls to swine Finesse ya whole family Just to see is dollar signs Posted in them streets Day in an day out Been so fucked up You want blow ya brains out A lick away from jail Ya destinations hell Rehabilitated in A system that fails You say u bout to change Nigga we can't tell